Zoe pointed a finger at him accusingly.
"It's your fault too," She said. "If you'd just told them straight up to leave, they wouldn't have been surrounding you like that."
Wren sighed heavily.
"I wish," Wren said. "But offending them was the last thing I wanted to do. Those are wealthy guests… daughters of important families, probably and one complaint could cause problems."
Zoe sighed and jabbed her finger at his chest for emphasis.
"Sure but don't think that I like you or something," Zoe said quickly. "I only did that because Mom was looking uncomfortable and everyone else at the table looked awkward too. It was becoming a scene."
Wren raised an eyebrow. He honestly hadn't even noticed Diana's discomfort in the chaos of being surrounded.
"Sorry…" Wren said and Zoe rolled her eyes dramatically.
"Why do you keep saying sorry?" Zoe asked, exasperated. "I honestly don't care about your apologies."
She took in a deep breath and seemed to come to a decision.
